“I did the same. Born in LA, undergrad, med school, residency and now employed in LA.”

“We have a lot in common, already.”

Today must’ve been my lucky day. The first person I ran into was this beautiful woman. I had all kinds of doubts about leaving Boston and working at a hospital in Los Angeles. Not only was Boston home, but it was where our only living relative—our grandparents—resided. I hated leaving after all these years with them as our parents. John, my twin brother, and I thought it was finally time for us to take care of them. I was glad John was still there with them.

“What’s your area of specialty, Elizabeth? Seeing you in scrubs tells me you’re a surgeon.”

“Heart.”

“Ah. Just like your uncle and father, the chief?” I couldn’t help but smile at her. She was too stunning for words. “Any more Reids working here?”

She giggled. I hoped she didn’t notice that my mouth was slack jawed and drooling. She was damn gorgeous. “I think there’s at least one of us on every floor.”

“Yeah? Tell me so I can make a good impression on all of them.”

She giggled some more. “My twin brother—”

“Wait! You have a twin brother? I do too!”

“His name is James.”

“That’s my name!” I joked.

She was now in full laughter mode. “He’s also on this floor. My uncle, Max Davis, and aunt, Delaney Taylor, are pediatric surgeons. Auntie Delaney specialized in the heart. Uncle Max is so brilliant, he can do just about everything.”

“Wow.”

“Uncle Nicky is an MD/PhD. He’s more into research, but you’ll see him at the hospital often. Then, there’s his son, Nicky, who’s patented and sold an anti-aging serum and could retire now if he so chose. He’s here from time to time. Grandpa Robert still works at the hospital clinic. Grandpa Scott, who’s technically my cousin Delilah’s grandpa, also works at the clinic. Shall I tell you about all my other cousins who are either in med school, thinking of med school, or in residency here?”